"Who the hell cares what you call today..."

The sister in the distance fell into silence before she was crazy. She lowered her head slightly, and the shadow of the bangs on her forehead covered her eyes.

The twin sister nearby calmly blocked her ears at this time.

"Don't delay any more--!"

The roaring startled the birds in the jungle, and the dead leaves that were originally barely hung on the tree nearby were shaken by the lion's roar.

"Give me a ride---!"

...

At dusk, a rotten eagle lingers over the deep forest, making a long and shrill hiss.

Ji Ran and Feng Yishu brought their respective subordinates to this land full of corpses.

Although they were ready on the way, when they really saw this tragic scene, their hearts suddenly tightened.

There were 216 corpses in total, all of which were hiring teams of people employed by Jinling’s largest bookseller, Mustard Garden.

Among the dead, the elderly were gray-haired, the young were only four or five feet long, and the long-lived lock on their necks was not removed. This custom exists in many places in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Shortly after their birth, they were given silver long-lived locks, hoping to eliminate evil spirits and prevent disasters and prevent disasters. Only when they passed their twelfth birthday safely could they take off the silver locks.

Ji Ran leaned over and stuffed the longevity lock that fell outside the little boy back into his inner clothes.

The dead boy looked up at the sky, his eyes were like a dead big fish, and his terrified expression remained on his face before his death.

Ji Ran reached out to close his eyes for him, feeling extremely sad and indignant.

There were several newcomers from the Ping Yao Office following the commander to the wild for the first time, crying while executing orders.

The scene in front of you is like hell on earth. How can people not harm their kind?

"The total number of dead people is 216. It is unknown whether the number of this caravan is the entire number of people... The location and traces of the fatal injuries are surprisingly consistent. Each of them has their throat cut by sharp weapons, and there are signs of poisoning on their bodies. The perpetrators should have caused them to completely lose their ability to resist in some way, and then attack in turn to take human life.

"This batch of goods is the carved version of a new batch of books in Mustard Garden recently. It seems that it is to be sent to Luoyang's branch store to make books. We have checked it. All the carved versions in the car are intact, the sealed lacquer has not been opened, and the property brought by the deceased has basically been robbed. It seems that they are not ordinary bandits and robbers."

"Beast..." Feng Yishu cursed softly.

"Sir Feng," Ji Ran, near the corner, suddenly called him, "Come here and take a look."

Feng Yishu frowned and walked closer, "What's wrong?"

Ji Ran held a chopped hat in his hand and handed it to Feng Yishu without saying a word.

Feng Yishu was about to reach out, but he was stunned when he touched the hat. He felt that the blood on his body was boiling from head to toe-

There is evil spirit.

Although it is very light, there is a demonic spirit on this hat.

"Although it seems to be a case of the Ping Yao Office, if you need help, just speak up." Ji Ran said softly.

"Yes." Feng Yishu solemnly took the hat from Ji Ran. He still had a tense face and said a moment when he turned around, "I will notify you of any progress."

Ji Ran turned around and whispered to his team, "Stop the team!"

...

On the way back, Ji Ran and his group did not say a word throughout the journey. Most of them were still immersed in the tragic scene just now, but Ji Ran was thinking about another thing.

Judging from the traces at the scene, the cut of the hat matches the blade of the dagger in the hand of a deceased person nearby. It is very likely that it was accidentally knocked down by the deceased's final resistance and fell to the ground.

But the murderer did not take the hat away - why?

What was even more surprising was that there was no demonic energy on the wounds of more than 200 corpses, only a few strands of stained on the lost hat.

Is this the murderer setting up a suspicion array? What a purposely people think of this case on the monster?

Third, all the dead died from fatal injuries left by sharp weapons, and there were no traces of curse seals or spiritual energy at the scene. It can be seen that the murderer tried to kill everyone in the most primitive way.

But doesn't he find it troublesome?

Since he used some means to make everyone suffer from strange poisons and lose their ability to move, why didn’t he directly use more deadly poisons to attack?

There was no movement in the money and carved boards on the scene, and the way of committing crimes was indiscriminately slaughtered, and love killing and money-making can basically be ruled out;

If it was a revenge by ordinary people... what kind of hatred would make people kill everyone like this, from old men to childish children, and kill them all?

Or... this murderer is enjoying the killing?

Several possible things are entangled in Ji Ran's mind.

Today he did not compete with Feng Yishu for this case on the spot. On the one hand, he really had no mood to compete for merit and survive in that situation at that time; on the other hand, his intuition to handle the case over the past few years told him that this case is likely not an isolated case.

In this panic autumn, it may only mean that a certain prologue has been pulled out, and sooner or later, it will take all parties to cooperate to advance the matter, just like the case of Linghe on Mount Daizong.

"Boss." Qingshi suddenly called Ji Ran.

Ji Ran turned around, "What's wrong?"

Qingshi's face was pale and his eyes were slightly red, "Are we going back to the official office now?"

"right."

"Is there anything else after that?"

Ji Ran shook his head.

Qingshi's throat moved slightly, "I want to... go back and rest."

Ji Ran frowned, pondered for a moment, and whispered, "...go."

Qingshi rode a horse and left the team. As soon as she turned around, she raised her hand to wipe the tears that had overflowed her eyes.

Li Sen pulled the reins and said, "Boss, can I take a step first, okay... I'll go see her."

"Yes." Ji Ran nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

After Qingshi and Li Sen left, Ji Ran looked back at the people behind him, "Let's just leave here. You guys will have a good rest when you go back, don't be late tomorrow morning."

The subordinates all had a little tired face, but they still replied loudly, "Yes!"

Ji Ran stood there, watching his subordinates leave behind.

He got off his horse and walked step by step on the way to Dali Temple.

There is no official business to be resolved urgently tonight, but he still wants to go back to the official office to take a look.

At least in the official office, he still has a lot of documents to organize. When he returns to the empty courtyard, what will he do alone?

The night fell, and the lanterns on the streets of Luoyang gradually lit up.

Everything in the night market was very lively. The fireworks of the wonton shop were slowly rising and the white air that people laughed when they talked and laughed, dissipating in the night sky.

On weekdays, he only thinks these people are noisy, and he can't understand why there are so many idle people in the world, singing and dancing every day and night, and they don't feel tired?

However, at this moment, he suddenly became nostalgic for everything in front of him.

This ordinary night alley and the lights on earth seem to have become the most precious wonder in the world.

Ji Ran was walking in a daze, and suddenly he was hit by a few girls who came out to visit the night market together. The other party said a few words "I'm sorry" with apologies. He patted his clothes that were hit and said "It's okay."

Ji Ran led the horse and walked through the lively street market alone.

As he walked, he suddenly remembered someone-
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